Behind Their Veneers
she chuckled lightly again, “just. . .without the cool, sh–shiny armour.”
Jordan shook his head. “You're way cooler than Wonder Woman, Gem,” he humoured her. “With or without the armour.”
“Hmm,” she hummed, her eyes drooping as the fatigue crawled and buried itself in her bones. “B–b–but. . .am I. . .sexier?” she wiggled her brows playfully, drawing a small watery chuckle from Jordan, who leaned forward to place a kiss on her forehead.
“The sexiest woman in the entire universe,” he mumbled against her forehead before he pulled back to stare at her, his tears refusing to make a single pause in their race down his face.
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